The ocean calls my name (not an emo post, I swear)

This afternoon, on vacation, sitting at the beach with a cigar in one hand and a notepad in the other, getting a head-start on inscriptions for Charactered Pieces preorders, I was struck with a sense of a realized dream, a dream I didn't really know I had until that moment. I write fiction for fun. One day, I'd like to make some money doing so. But until then, taking time at the beach to scribble a few words to people who are wanting to read my book…that's a damn fine dream to have.

I've...